Laying grass over concrete in Japan could bring higher speeds and make it easier to break records.
But if the gap was too wide,
then no amount of self-consolation could make up for it.
Therefore,
there was no need to deliberately travel to Japan and compete with Game McQueen.
Test her strength? No! They were no longer qualified for that.
The champions of every country tried using the pace of this Arima Kinen to run their fastest speeds on the grass in their own countries.
But even they,
with no other Uma Musume getting in their way,
running alone without holding anything back,
still failed to reach Game McQueen's final instantaneous record.
How utterly despairing was that?!
The gap
wasn't merely a little bit wide.
The cold data was laid out plainly before them.
Normally, when someone ran recklessly without restraint, they would always achieve a higher speed than the record they could truly produce in a race.
But even those higher figures still couldn't compare to the other side's data.
The disparity was practically a cliff!
"Monster!" Drefong had always prided herself on being a genius. She had always been the one using her talent to bully others. No one had ever bullied her like this.
But in her imagination,
there seemed to be a figure forever ahead of her, faster and stronger than she was, even visibly pulling farther and farther away from her.
That feeling
was like an ordinary person facing an Uma Musume.
It was like when she was young and had faced the famous Mejiro McQueen, foolishly trying to challenge her, only for Mejiro McQueen to casually open up an enormous gap as if it were all a joke.
How could this happen~
"What do you think?" Overbearing Colt finished her run, then simply rolled